Home The Book Dr Articles Products Message Boards Journal Articles Search Our Surveys Surgery ESWT Dr Messages Find Good Drs video

Podiatist's Window: Time wounds all heels

Posted by Bob G. on 5/25/00 at 20:05 (020889)

The Reverend Francis Norton woke one Sunday morning, took off his NightSplint and Strassburg Sock, and realizing it was an exceptionally beautiful early spring day, decided he just had to play golf.

So...he told the Associate Pastor that he was feeling sick and convinced him to say Mass for him that day. As soon as the Associate Pastor left the room, Father Norton headed out of town to a golf course about 40 miles away. This way he knew that he would not accidentally meet anyone he knew from the Parish.

Setting up on the first tee, he was alone. After all, it was Sunday morning and everyone else was in church. At about this time, Saint Peter leaned over to the LORD while looking down from the heavens and exclaimed, 'You're not going to let him get away with this are you?' The LORD sighed, and said, 'NO, I guess not!' Just then Father Norton hit the ball and it shot straight towards the pin, dropping just short of it, rolled up and fell into the hole. IT WAS A 420 YARD HOLE IN ONE!!! Saint Peter was ASTONISHED. He looked at the LORD and asked, 'Why did you let him do that?' The LORD smiled and replied, 'Who's he going to tell?'